"Come on... kill him..."
"Kill this human kid..."
The human mercenaries on the side not only did not sympathize with Ron, but cheered for the orc Torik. Their eyes were bloodthirsty and crazy, and they seemed to have seen the end of Ron being torn to pieces by Torik.
"Roar-"
Torik let out a roar, and he finally got angry, being played by a human being in the palm of his hand, in his opinion, it was a shameful humiliation.
Due to anger, Torik's strength suddenly soared at this time, his muscles bulged up one by one, and his whole body was filled with violent power.
His eyes became blood red, and he rushed towards Ron like a wild beast. As soon as he stepped out, a piece of crack appeared on the ground, which showed how powerful he was at this time.
"Torik is finally angry!"
"This is the talent of an orc warrior, berserk..."
"The human kid is dead..."
Even though Ron just showed his magic, these onlookers are still not optimistic about Ron. In their view, no matter how talented humans are, they can't compare with the orcs who are a higher race, and they will die sooner or later.
The gap between higher races and lower races is not so easy to bridge.
Stephanie frowned slightly, "Brother, what occupation do you think Ron is? Why can't I see it?"
Dinwiddie's eyes were fixed on the court, and he wiped the sweat from his brow, "Didn't he say that he is a bone slave... no... a necromancer?" He felt that he had completely misjudged.
"How could a bone slave have such a powerful strength? Such a flexible speed?" Stephanie didn't believe it at all. Even if it was her, the orc's first axe couldn't be avoided.
Everyone has a huge question mark in their hearts.
However, the ensuing battle between Torik and Ron surprised everyone present. No matter how angry Torik roared, Ron always took his time, dodging his attack like a leisurely stroll. Torik's long-handled ax was like air to him.
Ron is realizing that he is immersed in his own world. Torik's attack and his body skills have mutually confirmed each other, which has benefited him a lot. Now he has seen that this orc master named Torik Level strength, if Ron gets serious, Torik won't last three rounds at all.
"Huh—" the giant ax came, and Ron turned his body slightly, dodging Torik's attack with a slight swing of his body. The sharp side of the giant ax grazed the tip of his nose, and his nose also felt a little bit of coolness .
"boom-"
The huge ax hit the ground, and the gravel flew across the ground. Cracks like spider webs appeared on the ground. Ron tapped his toes and fled far away.
"Boom—boom—"
After more than a hundred moves in a row, Torik couldn't hit Ron, and the ground was damaged by him instead. Ron's indifferent expression made him go crazy with rage.
The onlookers were already stunned, their jaws almost dropped to the ground. When had they seen the orcs in such a state of embarrassment
Among the human mercenaries, there is no lack of people with strong eyesight. They have already seen that the strength of the human in front of them is far superior to that of the orcs.
Seeing Ron showing off his might and teasing the orcs, Basara finally let go of her tight heart, a smile appeared on her beautiful face, and her eyes sparkled with excitement.
Ron has already adapted to the opponent's style of play, and it doesn't make any sense to just feed him. At this moment, he finally stopped and smiled coldly, "Is that enough?"
Torik was already panting from exhaustion. Compared to his body, Ron brought him more psychological pressure. He became annoyed and said loudly, "Damn human, do you only know how to dodge? Are you kind? do not run… "
"it is good!"
Responding briefly, Ron didn't say anything more. He slowly raised the hanging bone spear and pointed it at Torik from afar.
A trace of murderous intent locked him firmly, and Torik's heart trembled. He also knew that this human boy of unknown origin in front of him was not so easy to deal with, so he became more cautious.
With a slight smile, Ron's figure moved, and his whole body shot out like an arrow. The bone spear stabbed at Torik like a poisonous snake. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Torik. The sharp bone spear has arrived at his throat like lightning.
"What?" Stephanie, who had been watching, was taken aback. Ron's speed far exceeded her imagination.
quiet! Silence again!
Some people may have expected in their hearts that Torik would lose, but they didn't expect him to lose so quickly.
One move, just one move, Torik was defeated.
Cold sweat streamed down Torik's ugly face, he stared blankly at the bone spear, a threat of death spread all over his body, he didn't even see clearly how the bone spear pierced it.
quick! Everything happened so fast.
"Give up defeat?" Ron said coldly, "You are not my opponent!"
"impossible!"
Torik was furious.
With a "roar—" Torik went mad like a wild beast. He ignored Ron's bone spear on his throat, but picked up the giant axe and slashed at Ron with all his strength.
"Huh? This guy is crazy!"
Ron frowned slightly, and he dodged Torik's giant ax sideways. With a movement of his figure, the bone spear was locked on Torik's throat again.
Another move to control the enemy!
"I can't lose to a human, absolutely impossible..."
As if he had lost his mind, Torik used his weapon to directly block Ron's bone spear, and charged at him even more like a wolf.
Once... Twice... No matter how Torik attacked, Ron's bone spear seemed to be rooted, and was always aimed at his throat. However, this Torik was already crazy, he was determined that the opponent would not Kill himself, and attack Ron frantically.
"I don't want to lose, I will never admit defeat... He is just a human being, how could I lose to him..." Torik's face was distorted with anger, and such thoughts kept popping up in his heart, which made him Can't accept the fact of failure at all.
The watching humans looked at each other in blank dismay. Faced with such a rogue battle, they had already lost interest in applauding. Seeing this scene, Torik felt even more ashamed in his heart. He was clearly defeated, but he refused to admit defeat. .
Ron was also very helpless in his heart. He had already achieved his goal in the fight, and it seemed that there was no need to kill people. Although this orc was hateful, he didn't deserve to die.
Sighing slightly, Ron's eyes froze, his soul power surged out through his body, and his eyes turned blue.
"Frost Nova!"
At this time, the surrounding air dropped dozens of degrees suddenly, causing everyone to shiver involuntarily. At the same time, Torik's feet also changed.
The bone-piercing cold condensed quickly, and soon froze, starting from the legs and gradually spreading to the whole body. In just a moment, Torik's huge body was frozen into an ice sculpture from the chest down.
"I'll say it again, you've already lost, if you keep messing around, don't blame me for being rude..."
Looking at Torik coldly, Ron's tone was devoid of any emotion, with traces of murderous intent permeating, staring coldly at the trapped orc.
The fear of death hit my heart, and a drop of cold sweat appeared on Torik's face. It had not yet flowed, but had already frozen into ice. One could imagine the horror of the cold air of "Frost Nova".
"I... I admit defeat..."
Torik's fighting spirit finally collapsed, and he reluctantly accepted the fact of failure. At this time, he also understood that he was still far behind the opponent.
Nodding slowly, Ron also had a smile on his face, and he didn't even say a word. Since the other party had already admitted defeat, he didn't want to do too much.
Their gazes swept across the surrounding humans, and everyone was stunned. Dinwiddie and the others lowered their heads, not daring to look at them.
Finding the delighted Basara from the crowd, Ron smiled at her.
"Mr. Ron!"
Basara ran over like a cheerful deer, hugged Ron, and couldn't help but kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you, Mr. Ron!"
With a trace of fresh girly fragrance seeping into Ron's nostrils, Ron couldn't help but feel turbulent. This kiss could be avoided based on Ron's reaction, but facing this beautiful girl who was as passionate as fire in front of him, he couldn't help it. I can't bear it.
All beauties love heroes. Seeing that a young man about her age actually defeated a noble orc, how could Basara not be in a good mood
Looking around vigilantly, Ron whispered, "We can't stay here for long, let's go!"
"En!" Basara nodded obediently, and obediently followed him away.
Just a few steps away, there was a sudden roar from behind. I saw Torik staring at a pair of blood-red eyes, holding the two-handed long-handled giant axe, and rushed fiercely. He did not know when he broke free from Ron. the ice that bound him.
As if premeditated, Torik was extremely fast, and he was behind Ron in a blink of an eye, and the giant ax slammed down with a strong sound of piercing through the air.
Just as Ron turned his head, the giant ax had already struck him, and Basara turned pale with fright.
"You are courting death!"
Ron's gaze became icy cold. He turned sideways slightly and easily avoided the attack of the giant axe. At the same time, he raised his left hand slightly, detonating the ice power hidden on Torik's body.
"boom-"
The power of Frost Nova finally erupted, and a large cloud of smoke floated on the ground. During the explosion, Torik's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground.
When the smoke and dust cleared, people were surprised to find that only half of Torik's body was left, and his legs had disappeared in the explosion of "Frost Nova". angry.
"What a terrifying strength!" The hearts of the onlookers were shocked, and they looked at Ron's face full of fear.
Ron was annoyed that since he had conceded defeat and attacked from behind, he naturally hit harder and exploded his legs, which was regarded as a lesson for him.
Although Torik appears to be in serious condition, his severed legs can grow back as long as he is healed by a priest.
"Are you OK?"
Ron helped Basara who was so frightened that she fell to the ground, and said with concern.
At this time, his eyes stopped, because Basara was wearing a dance dress, she was already extremely exposed, and the air wave caused by the explosion just now made half of her clothes pulled down, revealing half of her snow-white breasts, revealing All of a sudden, Ron was dumbfounded by the spring scenery.
"I'm fine!" Basara blushed, immediately pulled up her clothes, stood up and said embarrassingly.
"Oh... oh... it's fine, let's go..." Ron was also a little embarrassed, and he came back to his senses for a while.
Glancing at Torik coldly, Ron turned around and left without another word.
At this time, a faint voice came from the ground.
"You... who are you?"
Ron paused slightly, turned his head slightly, and said in a cold voice, "My name is Ron, the necromancer—Ron..."
After finishing speaking, he ignored the others and quickly left with Bashala...